Weight is my least favourite topic of all, I was bullied as a child and teen, I shrank down to a size 10 at 17 and I was no happier for it.
11 years on and a few dress sizes up I've grown 5 amazing children, I've gone through some serious stress and I'm still here, just cuddlier.
Would have being thinner made any of my stresses easier......no.
Would being a size 10 stopped my husband becoming redundant......no.
Would being able to wear bum skimming dresses helped my deaf daughter to read.....no.
You see happiness is much more than skin deep, strength comes in many forms, weight does not effect this, thin, fat, cuddly, it does not matter, I used to think that being thin would solve all my problems but it didn't and it cannot.
What I'm trying to say is that I'm tired of people thinking that they are worth less because of their size, I read a quote somewhere that said:
"You have fingernails, you are not fingernails,
you have fat, you are not fat"
I couldn't care less if someone had a problem with my size, I'm fit, I run around after 5 kids everyday, I'm studying for a degree and I have the love of my family.
Kindness and love is what should matter. Not dress sizes or what is on the scales. And I for one will not feel ashamed for being larger than the average bear.